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Everyone turned their heads, only to see the Emperor, who was gaunt from his obsession with alchemy, now standing at the entrance of the Tianxia Building with a face full of anger.
By his side, a woman in red stood with her hands behind her back, her beauty enchanting and vivid in the glow of the firelight.
The faction of the eldest prince, just a second ago heartbroken, in the next moment seemed to have been drained of all strength.
Yet, seeing the lady in red beside the Emperor, they couldn’t help but widen their eyes.
Even the members of the Hanlin Academy from the eldest prince’s faction didn’t expect the Emperor to leave the Imperial Palace completely unharmed.
Not only that.
The third prince, the Prime Minister Residence, and Su Junling had all been thrown into the Heavenly Prison.
Shi Hanlin and the others waited until the Emperor and his party had left before turning their attention to Ye Shaohua, "Lady Song, how did you come from the Imperial City?"
Their expressions were complex.
Though they belonged to the faction of the eldest prince and greatly admired the talent of Song Shuyun, they felt regret over the scheme by the Prime Minister Residence that led to Song Shuyun’s marriage to Ye Shaohua.
Especially the Minister himself had hinted to Song Shuyun that if he divorced, he wouldn’t mind marrying his legitimate eldest daughter into the Song Family.
But now, after the third prince’s rebellion and seeing the sudden twists involving the Emperor’s appearance, their perception of Ye Shaohua started to change.
Ye Shaohua’s demeanor seemed far too calm.
She even came over with the Emperor?
Ye Shaohua calmly brushed her sleeve, "A chance encounter on the way."
"Miss Ye," suddenly, a ruffian holding a birdcage scrambled out from the crowd, hurrying over and, after seeing Ye Shaohua unharmed, heaved a sigh of relief, "I’m glad you’re okay."
The faction of the eldest prince knew that behind the prince stood a mysterious strategist.
Though they had never seen him.
They were aware that a ruffian carrying a birdcage was one of the strategist’s men.
Shi Hanlin and others were not fools to have reached their positions, but at this moment, connecting the dots, they were completely dumbfounded.
After speaking with Ye Shaohua, the ruffian then turned his head to Shi Hanlin and the others and greeted them quite cheerfully, "Master Shi, we meet again."
**
The third prince and Ning Zhao had been thrown into the Heavenly Prison.
Rebelling and imprisoning the Emperor, either charge was sufficient for Ning Zhao and the others to be implicated and exterminated.
They were all locked up together, yet the Emperor did not come to question them.
But not one of them spoke a word.
Ye Shaohua, unconcerned, surveyed the prison’s situation, and then proceeded to attend to the Emperor’s recovery.
After Ye Shaohua left, the jailer disdainfully glanced at Su Junling, "You’re wrong, Su Junling; Lady Song isn’t relying on Lord Song or the eldest prince. On the contrary, she’s the most effective strategist behind the eldest prince. The reform discussions, the breaching of the Yellow River, the expansion of trade... All these proposals were her ideas!"
The news that there was a mysterious strategist behind the eldest prince was common knowledge throughout the Imperial City.
Even the proud third prince greatly admired the strategist behind the eldest prince; this time, he had decided that if caught, the strategist must be kept alive.
Not to mention the Prime Minister and his entourage.
In terms of strategy and tactics, the strategist behind the eldest prince truly had foresight and astonishing methods.
Together with Song Shuyun, they firmly secured control of the royal court in the hands of the eldest prince.
If not for this, the third prince would not have chosen this time to rebel.
Countless people in the Imperial City were curious about the identity of the strategist behind the eldest prince. Many guesses were made, but no one expected to hear such news from the words of a jailer.
The jailer watched the expressions of the people in the cell.
Particularly the Prime Minister and Ning Zhao.
"Initially, Lady Song cured Lord Song’s illness, and the Emperor’s chronic headaches were also cured by her," the jailer dropped another bombshell, admiration clear on his own face.
Su Junling was not prepared to hear the jailer’s words, and she froze on the spot.
As for the third prince, the Prime Minister, and Ning Zhao, they stared at the jailer, holding their breath in that moment, almost forgetting what they had wanted to ask.
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